Album:  Uncontrolled Substance
Artist: Inspectah Deck w/ U-God
Song:   Longevity
Lyrics by MATT WILSON


Not many last in the game,
Wu Tang comin' through breakin' out the same way we came,
This is not an act- this is actual fact,
Nothing but experience placed upon the track.
(Repeat Chorus 2X)

We stand perpindicular with no flaws- breakin' all laws,
Flushed jaws- the writing's on the walls,
Heartless starving artists- out to get ours,
Regardless- marvelous doctrines we shopped this,
Fists of the black lotus bustin' out the steel cage,
Iron mic duel made the front page,
Outlaws- out for yours- get down on all fours,
Rebel with a cause- without applause- sure to score,
Pillaging with DonnaCap- this be sauna rap,
Hittin' like a cornerback- blitzin' on the track,
Fully auto- got the mic blow- strike low,
High caliber flow- move the crowd- twist your torso,
2009 block party Bobby Digital,
Pop corks to us- in the gods we trust,
Adjust- to the highs that we bring with the lows,
In the midst of hell speakin' out in morse codes,
Runnin' wild like dogs out the kennel through the venue,
Simple chemistry- vitamins plus the minerals,
Organic vowels, consonants, syllables,
Condition critical- ill individual,
Paint a picture too vivid for the visual,
Material rips through to the grizzle,

CHORUS X2

VERSE II
(U-God)

Yo, the message in my music grab you,
Stuck in my sentence- gotta spit from the bottomless pit,
Speaking my vengeance,
Masked avenger never surrender my heritage,
Killa Hill resident- 5'10'' be my measurement,
On land we stand under flags thats confederate,
You think you rule- pity the fool when the shell drop,
It's hot- bodies faint to the extreme- damn I'm delicate,
We livin' irrelevant, intelligent- dirty habit,
Paid full or fragment- abandon all ten commandments,
Damage is done as the record spins,
Hatred in my features untamed- thrust- these cold blooded creatures
bust,
Architect gladiator- radiate the power,
Errupt with currupt minds- locked in the tower,
The crook pressure crook invasion- be destroyed,
Self employed paranoid androids,

VERSE III
(Inspectah Deck)

My rhymes cold winds clear streets and slam shudders,
Basic instinct to tear the roof off the mother,
Drastic verbal gymnastics- far from the average,
Hold the planet like galactics ,
Lone ranger- ancestors rolled with stone bangers,
Never met a force deadly as my own anger,
Clutch performer- raised on the blood soaked corners of real life,
Where real type heads- they pray on you,
And not many last in the game,
Whether it be lies, fly songs or drugs you slang,
In the beginning- it didn't come fast amongst the gunblasts,
Striving- my eyes on lump sums of cash,
Cash rules everything around me- surrounding me with champagne wishes,
But I see long distance,
A strong vision- planted deep within the mental,
Mind the Tech-9 and analyze what I sent you...

CHORUS X2